The broken glass,
Surrounding you
The cracks are vivid,
Surrounding you
As little sun hits,
The shattered screen -
Becomes beautiful
As you look through
Hearing the voices,
Through the shattered glass –
You see different people,
Just like you.
But they aren't you,
As beautiful as they look,
They are scattered remains
Of the broken glass –
Pieces of your life
Thrown aimlessly
As clean as the image seems,
Nothing fits.
The faces stare back,
Their words can cut.
Reflecting your life now,
You'd change the face you see.
Motionless and distorted -
Images, and you cry
Reflecting faces –
Ripple like waves,
Orange fire balls of sun
Roam through –
The shattered glass,
Underneath your feet
Cracking still,
Millions of faces.
Once showed happiness,
Now you see straight through,
To the un-denying truth -
That you are one of the faces,
That lied to the owner
Do you feel fake?
You should, because I -
Am one of the faces
Distorted from the truth
The shattered glass,
Beautiful when broken,
As the fire balls hit,
Colour hits the walls.
The shattered glass,
Bleeding underneath
Finally, becomes
Beautiful Shattered Glass.
